Thoughts pre-Leonid

Ohh
to be
not anyone
gone
this maze of being
skin
oh
to cry
not any cry
so mournful that

the dove just laughs

the steadfast gasps

Ohh

to owe
not anyone
nothing
to be
not here
but here

forsaking

equatorial bliss

who walked through
the callow mist
dressed in scraps
who walked
the curve of the world

whose bone scraped

whose flesh unfurled

who grieves not
anyone gone
to greet lame
the inspired sky

amazed to stumble
where gods get lost
beneath
the southern cross

[Patti Smith, "Beneath the Southern Cross"]
Dove by Raymond Allbritton
Southern Cross 1 by Stefan Seip
Southern Cross 2 by Barney McGrath
Santa Fe stupa and Taos Plaza by Heidi Utz